Chapter 732: The Burning Crusade and the Impending War!

"Old Master... are you surfing the internet...!?"

Do I look like I came here to surf the internet!!??

He immediately glared at Elder Xiwei and several other elves: "What are you all doing here!?"

"Surfing the internet," Elder Xiwei said somewhat nervously. "That is, using the mystic realm here..."

"What is wrong with the mystic realm here?" another elven elder nearby snorted coldly. "They are all human mystic realms, what difference could there be?"

"...This mystic realm is rather... unusual," Elder Xiwei explained.

"What do you mean unusual? What kind of mystic realm have we elders not seen before? Could any mystic realm possibly pull off something extraordinary!?"

"This... really is quite different..." Sera also said nervously, "You will know once you try it..."

"Is that so?" The Grand Elder cast a suspicious glance at them. Although the talk of treason sounded quite real, he could still tell the difference; while it was true that it was detrimental to the development of certain industries, it could hardly be called "treason."

But these elves ran to this mystic realm called the "Origin Internet Club" every day to train. Did this bizarre mystic realm possess some kind of magical power?

This was exactly what he wanted to find out.

"Hmph, then this old man shall try it. Tell me, how do you use this mystic realm?" The elder with silver whiskers and silver hair pointed at the computer in front of him.

Three hours later...

A cry echoed from within the shop: "My life is forfeit! Ah—!"

A crowd of elves gathered around, only to see an elderly elf emerge from the mystic realm, looking completely disheveled and covered in grime: "Hiss... it really does seem unusual..."

"..." His entire face was pitch black.

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Three days later...

"Grand Elder, do you want to play World of Warcraft? This one is really fun!"

"Grand Elder, why don't you try Legend of Sword and Fairy 4!? It is the top choice for scenery lovers!"

"Grand Elder, you could try Assassin's Creed..."

Surrounded by a crowd of elves, the elderly elf felt his head spinning: "This one says this is fun, that one says that is a classic, which one on earth am I supposed to play!?"

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A week later...

The knights of the Golden Gryphon Knight Order, who had finally returned from their raid dungeon, also brought back the oil painting depicting the happy photograph of a family of three.

They continued with the subsequent quests.

Perhaps this secluded old knight was a great hero among all Paladin players in World of Warcraft, one of the legendary Paladins existing only in myths, but in this story, he was just an ordinary father. On one hand, he hid away for fear that his son would be affected by his own charge of treason; on the other hand, he silently guided his child forward. This was merely an aging man's love for his family.

At the end of the quest line, he ultimately failed to save his son. Just moments before his arrival, the old knight, who had been stripped of the Holy Light, watched helplessly as his son died in battle among the Scarlet Crusade.

The memories of the young knight lying in a pool of blood seemed to still echo in the ears of the crowd of knights: "I often dream. In my dreams, my father is with me. He stands proudly by my side, watching me join the Order. We fight the Scourge in legions, and we bring glory to the Alliance and Lordaeron..."

Perhaps something deep within their hearts was touched as well. What exactly were the Light and glory? Because of this, they gained a deeper understanding.

And this story gradually spread among the Warcraft players.

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Following the footsteps of the players, their tracks extended from Stratholme to the Blackrock Depths, Zul'Gurub...

From the sleepless nights of shouting during the first raid of the Molten Core, to the legendary chapters of dragon-slaying in Blackwing Lair, all the way until the Alliance and the Horde joined forces to open the Gates of Ahn'Qiraj...

There was only one single team that cleared the Naxxramas necropolis.

By this time, it had already been a year and a half since the launch of World of Warcraft...

On the other side, Dungeon & Fighter and other games had also been synchronized in the new shop. The Level 70 expansion pack opened, and the players' footsteps began to move from the Arad Continent into the Otherworld and the Empyrean.

Of course, what was more important was that over the past year or so, many people had made many more new friends.

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Although the Arbitrate Shrine drove countless trolls across major mage forums to blacken the reputation of "Blizzard Workshop," and some countries had even begun to ban the spread of World of Warcraft and other games, a few new players still slowly joined. The Orc Kingdom, being free from the constraints of these speeches and regulations and located far away, boasted a player base no smaller than that of the humans in the surrounding countries.

The architectural style of the Orc Kingdom appeared completely different from that of humans, looking more rugged and flaunting raw strength.

The semi-tribal city appeared highly unique, and the streets of the city possessed a prosperity no less than that of human cities.

Leinster was a high-tier Orc warrior of the eighth rank, belonging to the Lion Tribe. He possessed a rugged lion-like face, a tall and sturdy build, and a hearty personality.

He was already a veteran World of Warcraft player. Back then, because he watched The Rise of the Horde too loudly, he had been scolded by Boss Fang, and those memories felt as though they happened just yesterday.

Now, as a veteran player in the shop, he had also begun to use the communication jade that was said to have spread from the "Eastern Continent." Walking on the street with a few orc companions, holding the communication jade that was smaller than his palm in his hand, he watched the envious glances cast by the people around him and could not help but reveal a proud expression.

Displayed on the communication jade was a QQ group named "Casual Inn Guild Communication Group." Because the QQ communication app had a translation function, it was not impossible to communicate.

Ye Xiaoye of the Cloud Sea Sect: "Raiding Naxxramas today, remember to be there!"

"Received!"

"Received!"

"Did you know? In our Orc Kingdom, being able to play World of Warcraft is considered an honor!" The ID displayed belonged to the Main Tank of the Second Team, Leinster.

"I really envy Uncle Leinster," a mage with the ID Lili spoke up in the group.

"New news, latest news! World of Warcraft Level 70 expansion, The Burning Crusade! Just got my hands on it!" Having said this, a cultivator with the ID Bai Lang sent a short video into the group.

He was clearly a veteran player from the old shop as well.

"A new version? Are we doing progression raids again?"

"Yes," Ye Xiaoye said. "The First Team has already been assigned. When the time comes, Uncle Leinster, please lead the Second Team."

"Alright!" He even sent an OK emoji.

"Hahaha, it feels wonderful to be with these young folks, always full of vitality!" While walking on the streets of the Orc Kingdom, Leinster laughed and spoke to the companions around him.

Right at that moment, the earth suddenly jolted violently.

The entire ground suddenly shook tremendously, and the sky became densely covered with dark clouds!

A beam of black light pierced straight through the sky, as if tearing a gash across the entire heavens.

Countless flocks of black birds resembled a dark cloud that blotted out the sky and the sun.

In the distant sky, at the end of the horizon, a pitch-black tide submerged the earth and the sky like a tsunami.

In a daze, meteorites could be seen falling to the earth.

Amidst another loud crash.

A communication jade fell to the ground. The virtual image rippling on the communication jade was still playing the roar of Illidan opening his demonic wings in The Burning Crusade, before it tumbled into the depths of the cracked ground...

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PS: World of Warcraft has too many classic things to write about, but I really have to skip some. Otherwise, the major Level 60 raid dungeons summarized in today's chapter alone would be enough to write one to two million words. The other subsequent versions will basically be the 'rest of my life' series.

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